It was the year 2008. I was very set in my ways of Vampire Master with my days of exploring the female kind so recklessly behind me. Yet, I still had my witch here and then, even perhaps a fairy once, but my way of chasing a 'skirt' as they would like to refer to it these days, was long over.
It was a cold winter's night, there was a slight mist covering the road, and the rain was pounding down onto the roof of the car. It was down south here in London by where some of the old warehouses are found. My path led me there that night with the hunt of two of our kind.
The male and his bride went off and a frenzy which they so casually referred to as their honeymoon. Guess that beats going to the beach, but yes, I was fresh on their path and quickly gaining ground. They were about a block out of my reach, and I was moving pretty quick in my black sedan, which I so foolishly was conned into buying.
So I was near, but a few meters, and I would have been upon their locat
It is with great horror that I see my beloved being dragged from the car by a sea of hungry, soulless monsters with only but the intention of feasting on her flesh. Yet, as I watch in horror and am about the exit from my side, I have Connor pulling me back."They are taking her to Roberto," then for a brief moment, he hesitates, but he speaks again, "He seems to want to play a game with you."Well, this does bring me back to our childhood days where he always uses to taunt me, but the purpose of what will this be, "Does the man even know that it is me?""No, but he knows who he is up against.""You do sound so reassuring. I am starting to think that you too, just as Edward loves being the bearer of bad news. Now let us go ask this damn Alatar where they are off to."Then from behind me, Ethan speaks, "Why don't we just follow them?"I turn around to face him with utmost annoyance in the tone of my voice, "And you are just one bright star, ar
Beauty, they say, lies in the eye of the beholder; well, all I can see is a woman that is rotten to the core. Now, I believe that in all my eternity, I would never meet the woman that my mother spoke of so often. As children, they try to scare you rather shitless with things such as the Devil, well, along him comes this woman.Now, this is not my Lilith; this Lilith is one that comes straight from the belly of Hell.And it is this very thing that Connor finds so amusing to mention, "Is your husband not looking for you?""You have always been the funnier one between the two Winchaser boys; now tell me, how long has it been?""Oh," Connor only but laughs from the depths of his chest as this is giving him great pleasure, "It would be a couple of hundred years where you come from.""I have never been one to tell the time," Lilith says rather confidently as she sweeps her black hair away from her shoulder, "As you can see fair well, it has been treating
If the pitch of the night was not enough, the darkness in my heart has just grown. Not only has the weather turned itself foul again, but we find ourselves in the depths between the dead. With feet that are drenched in mud and clothes sticking to our backs, one annoying woman complaining that she is getting wet, we are making our way, trying not to be seen. Yet, something tells me that our presence was known before we even brought the car to a halt. So venturing towards the spawn that our dear Bride of Hell has let loose, we all are playing this battle in our heads.Now, it shall only be me and Zachariah that will try to fend off the Vampires, for I have no idea what this woman's intention is. What she is capable of doing, that I do not know, but I am sure she can use all that evil inside of her to bring these monsters down.And down is what we all are doing at the very present, as each one of us takes shelter behind a tombstone. My question here is, whom are we foolin
It is with a great fumble of the tongue that I try to repeat the words that Alatar says to absolute perfection. Yet, I can not pronounce a single syllable of the language that he speaks. I do have the great urge to ask him what it is, but I know should I break his concentration, he will have my head once we have won this battle.So with great difficulty, I continue, yet he sees my frustration, so with each sentence that he chants in what he says is Hebrew, he repeats it for me in English.With a confident voice that rises above the crashing of the rain, it is once, "Leave him demon, be gone."Then a breath to catch myself again, "Take your leave; you are defeated."With a glance at Roberto, who has not moved but a single inch, our voices echo through the cemetery, "You shall cease to exist."But still, not a single word has left him, so we push on further, "You will release yourself."There is a rumble that now comes from Roberto; the pure s
We have won another battle.And we have Roberto back.But what it has left is the sense that there will always be Evil, The Darkness, something lurking in the corner.I have learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment, and making the best of it without knowing what's going to happen next.Why did I not learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future. The truth is that unless you let go unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone, the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted for having wanted to be wanted. It confuses y
…Anastasia POV…It is early morning and the rays of the sun are lying hot on Sebastian's body. He seems to have changed in a way after this last battle, yet I am not sure if it is about this whole legacy thing that has got him down.Yet, there is something I need to tell him...How do I even start this conversation? All I know is I know what it is that I am destined to do. So as he starts to stir from his rest, I take his face between my hands, "Hey.""My beloved, have you been staring at me while I was resting my eyes?""Perhaps…"Taking Sebastian's hand, I slide it up my thigh, slipping his fingers under the seams of my shirt…He only but smiles, "Now this is a way that I wish to be disturbed."His hand grips tight onto my waist. My hand is moving up his leg, my fingers gently grazing his hard length. His body is trembling as he moves his hand further under my shirt. I am becoming a wet mess, my bo
Since the last battle, Anastasia has been acting rather strangely. Now only but a few minutes ago she rushed of having to go somewhere she did not want to say. Well, I know that I can read her mind, but I have promised her that I shall not do that without her permission, so it is with rather frustration that I find my way downstairs, where, as usual, I find the Belmont family gathered in the kitchen."Well, it seems that you, my dear brother, have become used to this tradition as well."Roberto only but rumbles at me in laughter as he steps forward and gives me one of those awkward man hugs. Then from behind him, I see a face I have not seen for a while as they have been out on "Angel" business."Lilith," I only but nod my head, yet I cannot but help myself, "I do suggest that we change your name, for the only Lilith I can seem to remember is one that has a rather black heart.""Sebastian," Lilith chuckles as Breyden pulls her closer in his arms, "My hear
There is a dead silence as we step over the brink of the soft green grass onto the wet ground that will lead us into the forest. Now, my immediate concern is that we are not met by two of the Crimson Shadow Pack. This alone tells me that what lies and awaits us is not something that I am going to like.But I shall push that aside and hope for the best as I have said to myself that fear shall not get the better part of me. Yet, as we are slowly making our way towards where the pack lives, I have Edward tapping me on the shoulder.Well, I nearly fucking die. However, as he shows me what he has in his hand, I truly wish that I was dead. My dear beloved has phoned him at least twelve times since we have left the car, now I tell you, that is definitely a fear that I am feeling.That has to wait for we are just around the corner of where we should be, but…"I smell blood." As I pause, the faces of Connor and Ethan turn pale. "I smell a lot of blood."
Standing in the kitchen with the Winchaser brothers feels like something that should not be from this world. Never in my years, and I am sure as with them too, have I ever thought that I would stand among the same table as two Hunters.There has barely been a wink of sleep between all present, including the poor Vampire Hunter, Zachariah. The man might as well take his residence in the Belmont house, but I don't think that that jealous part of my ego will allow him to stay alive for very long.Though that aside, I take a position next to Connor that is pointing at an article that has popped up on the screen of his laptop. So it is with great intent that we all listen as he speaks, "There has been an incident in town where a man's body has been ripped to shreds."I only but look at him rather concerned, "Werewolf?""Yes," he confirms as he seems to miraculously pull up a coroner's report, and with only a wink, he points to the very obvious. "And his heart
It is with a mood of unsettled defeat that each one of the Misfits steps off the plane into what is probably one of the worst rainy days that London has to throw at them. After much arguing and little resolution, we had decided to return home. Breyden and Lilith are in the wind, and there is no way of knowing where they are, so to say that it is pointless in running all over New York City looking for two people that might not even be there is a truth that settled rather soon.So with a newfound spring in our steps and the determination to find them at all costs, we boarded a plane back home to come to find that much-needed rest that we all deserve. But after endless hours confined in such a small place, we all were faced with the thoughts of to which lengths Breyden will still go to save Lilith, that is if she is not already saved or even worse, if she is not, in fact, dead.But these are thoughts that we do not wish to entertain as Ethan, Connor, Anastasia, and I pile
Within my grip, I have one very angry Ancient that would, given the moment, rip my throat out to bits. But beyond all these snarling teeth and the urgency to slice at my body, I know lies my dear beloved that is probably just as surprised as all of us by the reappearance of the monster that we all thought had died a long time ago.Well, I guess that Connor was right…It is a curse that you can never escape.So as I start to apply that pressure with each ticking second, I need to remind myself that I am about to kill the only woman that I have ever loved and preferably the one that I will love for the rest of our eternity.And with that, as I look over to Connor, that is standing next to me, I only but nod my head, "Stand down." But there is a very concerned Ethan and Edward that only cock their heads at me in surprise, yet, "I said, stand down." With a slight raise of my voice but not enough to startle Anastasia, I repeat to them once again. "I sai
A great man once said, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." He should have added an "aw, fuck it" on the end? That's the part I can't get right. "Fuck it, and fuck you," I say it, and I think it, and I never believe it.You got me. Damn you, Anastasia, you got me.The goddamn woman has just gone all Ancient on me and she seems to be out to prove a point.Well, I am guessing her point is firmly directed at the fact that I moved our child to a location where only I can find him.So her curse is still firmly within the depths of that body.And I am going to give it to her, she is fucking strong, but god, now she has pissed me off. She is getting her shit right back.Two seconds ago I had somewhat of a tinkle of feeling, my blood is boiling and all I can see around me is complete red as my anger is now only but flaring.So as the group comes rushing towards me, I am still holding my stance in place. Then I drop my voi
Déjà vu.Something that you experience as a two-hundred-eighty-year-old Vampire on a rather regular basis. However, I do say that more often since I have had Anastasia in my life. To take the countless number of scorned lovers that have surfaced as an example.Further taken into account is the endless trouble that Anastasia has also gotten herself into repeatedly over the just more than a year that we have been together. So, needless to say, that nothing amazes me anymore when it does come to my beloved.Now right next to me, I have a man that has a rather big smile upon his face, and I do so wish to slap it right off for him. Yet, I need to stand in my own moment and take the situation in. I do wish that it could bring the same smile to my face that Zachariah is currently experiencing, but in fact, I am near goddamn terrified.The question does be now.Do I even approach the scene that is unfolding in front of me? I can clearly remem
…Anastasia POV…Well, if there is one time that I prefer to be flung over the shoulder of a man, then that would be just before Sebastian drops me down on the bed.But at this very particular time, I find myself hanging across the back of one rather unpleasant smelling Bloodluster that seems to think he has taken some poor woman hostage. Though he had managed to rip a gash open on the exposed skin of my stomach when he so clumsily ripped me away from the rest of the group.And once he had achieved this feat, he came rushing over this parking lot to get me as far away from Sebastian. Now I know that Sebastian will come looking for me with a great purpose, but I am tired of being the poor damsel in distress. Most of all, I do not want Sebastian to remind me that he has told me to sit on the sideline for this battle.So with what can only be described as a cringe into my soul that I am lacking, I snap my head back and expose the razor-sharp tip
There is absolute terror as I watch a group of Vampires descend on the very group of girls that are making their way down the alley. Now, normally I would back down and find another victim for the night, but these are not just your average Vampire. We have, by strange luck, stumbled across the Bloodlusters that we are trying to find.But there is the very possibility that they have been following us, which would make this situation far more scarier than it is at the moment. And what else scares the living life from me is that Roberto and Edward have just reached the brink of being in their way should they, in fact, be here to do the very same thing that we were doing.Though as I watch them approach Edward that is standing his ground firm, I can safely say that they are not here for the humans.They have come for us, and we have given them the perfect opportunity to catch us without the rest of the Hunters.So not wanting to waste another minu
It is with rather great concern that Connor takes his eyes off the road ahead and looks over his shoulder at me. I am almost certain that he can see the turmoil that is building in my very own brown eyes as I meet the hazel of his.There is only one thing that is for certain as I look over to my beloved, that we are not in the shape that we are required to be as we have not fed in over a week. So taking the welfare of my Vampires into consideration, I am taking the bold step to tell Connor that we shall need to stop and feed.But first, "I need to speak to Edward and Roberto for a brief moment."Connor only shakes his head at me, "What seems to be the problem? We need to push forward.""My dear friend, my Vampires are in no state to continue at the present state they are," I take a rather deep breath as I am about to ask the impossible to a friend, "We need to feed. Anastasia will not make it through another battle."There is an immediate shock tha
It is with somewhat of a relief that we set off into the night away from the challenging battle that we had with the Were-Vamps. I truly do hope that it was the extent of the number that find themselves in this City.Yet, though this is not our City, we have vowed to rid these streets of every creature that is not welcome here.Each one of the Misfits is beyond tired but there is no giving up at this particular time for we do not know the true numbers of the Bloodlusters. And do I even dare to say that they will be required to feed to satisfy their ever-hungry appetites?Needless to say that my very own appetite is lacking something at present.Yes, not only do I have the incredible desire to feed for my power seemed to have drained quite considerably after the last Were-Vamp that I have taken down. But there is also the presence of my beloved next to me in the back of this car that is driving me to an uncomfortable rage.Well, apart from the boys,